Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kyrgyzstan and from Glasgow.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976.
I was there at the first Feelies show in Haledon.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1962 to 1970.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lyon and Lagos.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lagos kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Wire practice in a loft in Watford.
I was working on the 808 sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sight & Sound to the jazz kids.
I played it at CBGB's.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by New Age Steppers. All the underground hits.
All Iggy Pop tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Duran Duran record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Prince Buster record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your güiro and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought a güiro.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
ABBA,
Kings Of Tomorrow,
Black Bananas,
Royal Trux,
Lou Reed & Metallica,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Glambeats Corp.,
10cc,
Sällskapet,
Jerry's Kids,
L. Decosne,
Ultra Naté,
The Fall,
Gang Gang Dance,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
The Fire Engines,
Kool G Rap & DJ Polo,
The Five Americans,
The Electric Prunes,
Scott Walker + Sunn O))),
Dave Gahan,
DJ Style,
Cluster,
World's Most,
David McCallum,
Au Pairs,
Niagra,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Pet Shop Boys,
Soft Machine,
Organ,
Chris Corsano,
The Alarm Clocks,
The Neon Judgement,
Stetsasonic,
Roger Hodgson,
Can,
The Velvet Underground,
Drexciya,
Gichy Dan,
Tres Demented,
Ronnie Foster,
The Fortunes,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Visage,
Deadbeat,
The Index,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Detroit Cobras,
Zapp,
Dawn Penn,
Yazoo,
Jeru the Damaja,
Grey Daturas,
the Human League,
Stockholm Monsters,
The Buckinghams,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Amazonics,
Blancmange,
Mo-Dettes,
Sex Pistols,
Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew, Vaughan Mason & Crew.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.